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As I mentally toy with this side of me I wonder should I ask for more? What is too much... or are my desires not enough. Exploring, wanting, fearing. Sweet pain I breath for. I close the door reluctantly until the key is to heavy to carry. Here I am. Waiting.... the delicious strappings against my skin. Here is my place.
4 years ago. Friday, January 14, 2022 at 3:04 AM

Been awhile. My keys stroke seems very unfamiliar but my fingers gravitate to the real. Feeling quite defiant. Getting Naughty as I blog my most sensual thoughts. Line of work is so demanding. Which makes my wantings to heighten. My desire is almost too much to control. Thoughts of pleasurable pain. Soooo good. Stroking myself. Soft spankings. Gyrations against my hand. Wishing for a firm hand. Jerk my hair. Mount me. Take control.

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